There's a dear little plant that grows in our Isle Twas St . Patrick himself, sure, that set it; And the sun of his labour with pleasure did smile, And with dew from his eye often wet it. It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the Mireland, and they call it the dear little shamrock of Ireland.

The best one was for the Sprint Music Store, where the guy is demonstrating what songs he has for different occasions. The second guy tells then tells the first "Your couch is on fire" and then you hear the "Benny Hill" theme .

Best commercials - the revolving 'magic' fridge. The Clydsdale colt 'pulling' the wagon and the Oh the Places You'll Go into. Seems there's another I can't remember. But, whatever happened to the great commercials of the good old days?

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Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner

If society prospers at the expense of the intangibles,how can it be called progress?

2. partially with my husband - he was for the Steelers - I rooted for the Seahawks - even though we both are core Patriots fans. I watched mostly in the bedroom while he was in the livingroom. Was jumping back and forth from Biography Channel (Midsummer Murders and Sherlock Holmes - to the Game).

3. I had Potatoe sticks, oninonrings and crackers - husband had Chips and dip and Wings. (I couldn't stand the smell of thoso wings - another reason I was in another room).

We ate barbecued chicken. I had a few Panamanian Guinnesses while doing the barbecue thing then switched to Ron Abuelo and grapefruit juice to keep my blood alchol level elevated during the game.

Ended up talking to a friend of mine in Pma City by phone when I noticed how tardy the Rolling Stones were in making their way out to the stage. They must have gotten their walkers all tangled up.

The international version doesn't have any good commercials so missed all of that.

But, Thank God the Steelers won. I understand the Seahawks and the peopleof Seattle were sacrificing small children and animals to heathen gods. Looks like they've been stymied in their evil desires now.

Leo

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Consistency. It's only a virtue if you're not a screwup.

Ita erat quando hic adveni.

Time is a great teacher, but unfortunatley it kills all its pupils. - Hector Berlioz

1. Where did you watch it? On the South Side, about smack between Mt. Oliver and Carson St. Helluva view.

2. Who did you watch it with? ...the Golden Hoarde. There were family members, friends, neighbors, neighbors' friends, everyone's kids, *their* friends...

3. What kind of food was there? Good lord honey...we started cooking last Tuesday. Um...lessee...halupki, haluski, brats, kielbasa, hot dogs, sauerkraut, baked beans, rigatoni, Italian beef, chili, ham, turkey, about a dozen kinds of salads, every kind of cracker and chip known to man with anything you can shovel with it into your mouth...beer, wines, meads, cordials, and everything carbonated. Oh, and coffee.

Then some of us went down to Carson Street to celebrate. Woot...helluva party.